"Daisy, huh? My name's Kevin. Sure- I guess me and the guys can help you. But really, we're not just gonna give you directions for free." He stated vaguely, voice rich and deep. I felt my cheeks heat up - Kevin was an attractive man by any standards, by far the most attractive I'd seen in a while. The guys at work couldn't hold a candle to him.
He turned to look at his friends - one a blond of less impressive height but more impressive bulk, the other a noiret of an imposing height.
"Guys - c'mon over. We have a little visitor." Kevin grinned, and though I didn't like the condescension inherent in his tone, I stayed put, nervous grin plastered stupidly on my face as always. I was sure that I looked a mess, cheeks pink and hair frizzy. I prayed that these men were just playful, the sort of guys with crude senses of humor.
His friends didn't seem to be paying attention - as such, Kevin took a brief leave and made his way over to them. I watched them talk amongst themselves - Kevin would constantly gesture towards me, and the way smiles made their way onto the other men's faces was unnerving.
Instantly, my mind went to the strangest possible scenario - what if these men demanded sexual favors in exchange for directions? My heart seized up instantly. It was embarrassing for a woman of my age, but in all honesty, I was still a virgin. I knew that if they asked me to give myself up to them, I wouldn't be able to cope with it.
On the other hand, though - it had been a very long time since I'd been in the presence of attractive men. Perhaps this was the opportunity I'd been waiting for! I briefly pictured it, sex between me and Kevin - and to my surprise, I wasn't horrified by the concept. My cheeks grew even hotter, and I felt a strange throb come from between my legs - it was a very odd, foreign feeling.
As I surveyed the other two men, I realized that they were both just as good-looking as Kevin - outdoorsy types, toned bodies, chiseled jaws - suddenly, I found myself biting my lip. I shouldn't be getting my hopes up - there was no way in hell these men would be interested in doing things like that with a girl like me.
I was startled out of my stupor by the sound of loud, foreboding footsteps. The three men were making their way over to me, and I was helpless to know just what they had in mind.
"Daisy. This is Brian-" Kevin smiled, gesturing towards the blond, who held up a hand to greet me. "And this is Richard." He gestured towards the noiret, who looked significantly less friendly. I nodded, feeling very small in their presence. Kevin took a step forward, suddenly running his hand through my hair.
It was a little intimate considering we were strangers, but I certainly wasn't complaining. The grin on his lips was full of malicious intent - even a socially incompetent girl like myself could tell that much. It was clear that whatever he had in mind, it was probably something rather nefarious. I shifted, trying to get my thighs to stop trembling.
"Daisy, we're willing to help you out - but only if you let us...use you a little." He smirked. My heart skipped a beat - though I'd been fantasizing about it not a minute ago, it suddenly seemed a little much. I tried to back up, but I tripped over a twig and came tumbling down, landing harshly on my ass.
"No need to be so afraid," Brian smiled, faux-friendly. He grabbed me by the front of my shirt and hauled me back to a standing position with an impressive strength. I was winded and shocked, but I knew that it'd be better to just agree - if men like these got angry with me, I'd definitely be in for a world of trouble.
"I'm, uh-" I blurted, worried that they'd take issue with the fact that I had no prior experience with this sort of thing. "I've never-"
"You're a virgin?" Richard asked, a cocky half-grin resting on his face. He approached me with soft footsteps, closing the distance between us. "No wonder." As he made that particular comment, he trailed his palms up my sides, bringing them to rest on my chest, which was admittedly a little on the small side.
Offended, I tried to step back, but Kevin had repositioned himself, standing behind me and trapping me. I started to get a little worried. Richard had taken to unbuttoning my shirt - I wasn't wearing a bra, and as he worked his way down, it dawned on me that I was going to be exposed to these men in the middle of the forest.
"These-" Richard murmured, pushing my shirt off of my shoulders and cupping my small breasts. "-are pretty pathetic." He chuckled softly, a mean-spirited noise. "You're barely a woman - Kevin, are you sure we wanna fuck her?"
"Personally, I think she'd be a perfect little toy for us." Brian chimed in, pushing Richard aside and resting his hands on my hips, thumbs dipping beneath the waistband of my skirt. "I like 'em cute and small. Daisy, you'd be a good girl for us, right?" He smiled, blue eyes hiding a malice that I wasn't sure I was comfortable with.
"She might not be that experienced-" Kevin said, voice close to my ear, giving me goosebumps. "But I'm sure she'll learn to love it. She gave me such a hungry fuckin' look when she came up to me. It's obvious she's just desperate for cock." He explained, reaching around me and groping me from behind. Without thinking, I let out a moan I didn't know I was even capable of making.
"Damn-" Richard chuckled. "You may be right. You know, Daisy - most chicks wouldn't just let three men feel her up like this. Most chicks wouldn't moan just from having their tits squeezed. You're a special kind of slut, aren't you? Absolutely pathetic-" He sneered, his voice dripping with venom as he watched.
"She's a total slut-" Brian grinned. "I can see it in her eyes - she just hasn't found the right place to express it yet."
"We're gonna teach you a lot, Daisy-" Kevin whispered into my ear, breath hot and arousing. Instinctively, I rutted my ass backwards, grinding up onto his crotch. I hadn't expected to give in this quickly, but I was utterly helpless - it was a terrifying feeling, but I couldn't deny that having these men degrade me was kind of hot.
"She's a natural." Kevin smiled, and I could feel the hardness and warmth through his jeans as I pressed back against him. His hands traveled down to my thighs, gripping and squeezing at the soft flesh, fingers rough and calloused. My lips were parted in a silent moan, and it dawned on me that I was wetter than I'd ever been before.
Brian moved his hand between my thighs, up my skirt. I winced - I didn't want to be found out this early on, after all. It was humiliating, the way his face lit up upon realizing how much I was actually enjoying this. Those thick, strong fingers prodded at my pussy, my panties just barely protecting me from him.
I couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure, especially when his thumb began to circle my clit. I bit my lip, desperate to remain silent from that point onwards, but I knew it'd be impossible. Kevin rutted his impressive erection against my ass, and Brian's hand continued to tease me with a ruthless lack of mercy.
"She's wet as hell-" He remarked, pulling his hand away for proof, showing Richard his glistening fingers. "Just from this."
"Fucking whore." Richard spat, pushing Brian aside and coming to stand in front of me. He was impossibly tall, to the point where I had to tip my head back just to make eye contact with him. He had piercing grey eyes, and his lidded eyes made it clear that he wasn't one to be fucked with. My heart jumped, afraid and excited by the idea of what this man could do to me.
"I'm gonna make you scream for me, Daisy-" Richard sneered, suddenly tugging my skirt and panties down, letting the redundant fabric pool around my ankles. Obediently, I stepped out of it, kicking off my tennis shoes in the process. I was completely naked before these men, and though the trees concealed us, it was entirely possible that a lost hiker could see us at any moment.
The thought was arousing and horrifying all at once, and my insides churned with nervousness as Richard's lithe hands came to rest on my hips. Those eyes of his practically stared into my soul with a sharpness that refused to waver. He ran his stony gaze over my naked form, eyebrow cocked as though in judgement. I was ashamed at how my wetness spilled onto my inner thighs.
His hand slid between my slick, plump thighs, grabbing at my needy, aching pussy. I whimpered with desperation, embarr
assed at the way my hips rolled down onto his hand as though it were second nature. He laughed - a mean, judgmental laugh. He pressed his middle finger inside of me very, very slowly - my walls clamped down over and over as though to force him out.
"Shit - you're tighter than I would've expected." He remarked, urging his finger in up to the second knuckle. "Useless whores like you are usually too loose to fuck-" His finger twisted and turned within me, stretching the hymen that was, for the time being, protecting my dignity. I angled my hips down, allowing him to slide his entire finger into me.
"That feels good-" I panted - I was immediately silenced with a finger from Richard's free hand, however.
"Did I say you could talk?" He snapped. Suddenly, Kevin stepped away, allowing Richard to shove me down, pinning me to the forest floor. The sudden pain knocked the wind out of me, and my mouth hung open, chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. I stared up at the sky, the whole situation surreal.
I could barely think due to arousal, mind utterly clouded by lust. I propped myself up on my elbows gradually, finally regaining my bearings. When I looked down, I noticed Richard perched between my legs. He stared me down, grabbing my hips and lifting them up, bringing them up to his mouth.
I was unable to move - I went limp and allowed Richard to do as he pleased with my filthy, perverted body. I felt something warm and wet prod at my clit - his tongue. It sent shivers down my spine the second it touched me, and as it circled that sensitive spot, I thought I might go crazy.
The tongue slid down from my clit and licked a stripe up my pussy, barely dipping into the entrance. My whole body was alight with desire, and it was all I could do to keep from crying out in ecstacy. I was biting my lip hard enough to draw blood, and Richard was relentless with his teasing. His tongue ran up and down my wet slit, lapping at all the wetness coming from me.
Finally, his tongue slid inside of me, his upper lip brushing against my clit. That powerful muscle twisted and turned within me, making me squirm with pleasure. My lips parted, and I whined his name as he brought me closer and closer to orgasm. It never, ever felt this good when I did it alone - Richard was making me see stars.
I was so close - my hips were twitching and bucking wildly, body beyond my control. My vision was starting to blur at the edges, tongue lolling out of my mouth as I let Richard ravage me. And just as I was about to climax - he pulled away, dropping my hips back onto the forest floor completely unceremoniously.
My body was left hot and bothered, pussy throbbing angrily, wet and desperate for something to fill it. I had never been this frustrated in my entire life - my eyes were wide and watery, and I was too out of breath to beg. My thighs were twitching, and I was quite certain that some of my wetness was leaking onto the ground below.
"Oh, my bad - did you actually think I was going to let you cum?" Richard cackled, obviously pretty damn pleased with himself. I propped myself up on one elbow, shaky and needy as I stared up at him. I must've looked pathetic as all hell. "Whores like you don't deserve to cum - you're only here to make us feel good. That's all you're good for, after all." He sneered, reaching down and slapping my chest with unexpected harshness.
I winced, bringing up my arm in self-defense. He was a cruel man - I could feel tears starting to roll down my cheeks out of humiliation and arousal.
Thankfully, Kevin pushed Richard out of the way fairly quickly - I was glad to see his face. His chocolate brown eyes held a little more kindness than Richard's slate gray ones. He had a naughty smile tugging at his lips, and I was more than willing to oblige whatever requests he may have. I didn't even notice it, but I'd subconsciously spread my legs out even further in order to accommodate him.
Maybe they were right - maybe I was a slut. Maybe I was born a slut, and I just hadn't realized up until this point due to my lack of experience. It would certainly explain how wet I was, how shaky, how sensitive and needy. I was eager to please, and when I saw Kevin's strong hands move down to undo his belt buckle, my heart skipped a beat - I couldn't wait to see what he was hiding.
God, that tent in his pants looked absolutely massive, and I was practically drooling as I watched him tug down that stubborn zipper. Finally, finally, he was shifting his pants and boxers down around his thighs, allowing that thick, veiny cock to burst out of its confines. I had never seen anything like it before.
It looked like something straight out of a porno - long and hard and almost painful-looking. The tip wept with precum, and I had to fight the urge to crawl over to him and lap at it. He must've noticed the hunger in my eyes, because he started to laugh.
"You really are a fuckin' cockslut, aren't you, Daisy?" He grinned, taking himself in hand and stroking his erection to the sight of my naked body.
He leaned down, and without warning, he dragged that thick, wet tip across my pussy, briefly dipping it into me. I was more than wet enough for him to put it in, though I was still slightly worried about the pain factor, given that I'd never had a man inside of me before. I trembled beneath him as he teased me, cock pressed up against my entrance.
"Do you want it?"
"Yes-"
"You're gonna have to beg."
It was cruel, seeing as he knew I couldn't formulate a proper sentence in this state. I writhed on the ground, needy as all hell, cock-hungry brain struggling to find the words it needed to get him to fill me up, to satisfy those primal urges that had been lying dormant within me for so long.
"Fuck me, please- I need it- I need it so badly-" I whined, voice sounding childish and bratty, so unlike my usual self. I could barely stand to hear it - and yet, it was deeply arousing to be confronted with the reality that I'd been reduced to a moaning, fuckable mess, waiting to be filled by these men.
"Fine - you better appreciate this, slut-" Kevin grinned, smooth, deep voice like music to my ears. I spread my legs out further, bucking my hips uselessly in order to urge him inside of me - I wanted it so badly that I was almost disgusted with myself.
He grabbed ahold of my hips, fingernails digging into them. I winced, knowing there would be marks and bruises littering my body tomorrow. Finally, he aligned the tip of his cock with my wet, slutty hole, and began to force his way inside of me. I had never felt anything like it before - he was huge, and though he was going at a slow pace, I still felt overwhelmed.
"So fucking tight-" He half-complained, half-complimented. He had only managed to get an inch or two inside before giving up and pulling out - or at least, that's what I'd thought he was doing.
After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly slammed his cock into me all at once, with no regard for my comfort. He plunged it all the way to the hilt, hitting my cervix and tearing my hymen wide open. I felt a trail of blood trickle down my thigh, but I didn't mind at all - despite the pain, there was a deep, deep satisfaction in being filled like this.
It was amazing - the first time he pulled out of me, I let out a debauched noise that I had no idea I was even capable of producing. Kevin laughed at this, giving my ass a slap before ramming his dick deep within me again. He set a steady pace, pounding into me without mercy over and over again.
With one particularly deep thrust, he brushed his cock up against a particularly sensitive spot within me - a spot I hadn't even known existed up until that point in time. My body instantly seized up, and I hit orgasm without any warning, hips spasming wildly, walls clamping down onto Kevin's dick.
I was crying, moans leaving my lips - I was unable to control myself. He fucked me through my climax, refusing to stop even though I was oversensitive and weak. I had nothing to hold on to, nothing to steady myself. My eyes were shut, I was in bliss - I let him fuck me through the afterglow, propping myself up just in time to see Richard standing above me.
His cock was out, and my eyes began to lazily focus on it. It wasn't very thick, but it was almost impossibly long - acting on instinct, I reached out and grabbed it by the base, pumping my hand up and down. He grinned at that action, cocking an eyebrow at me i
n that particular way of his.
"Don't just touch it, slut. I want this cock crammed down your pretty little throat." He spat, kneeling before me and grabbing me by the hair, lifting my head up. He poked at my cheek with the warm, wet tip of his dick, and my lips parted without any conscious thought on my part. I gazed up at him hungrily, hoping my mouth looked inviting.
All of a sudden, he forced his cock into my mouth and down my unsuspecting throat. I choked instantly, throat violently spasming around the invading object, trying its very best to force it out of me. Richard was having none of this, however, hands balled into fists in my hair, holding me down, my nose pressed against his flat stomach.
There was a mildly salty taste to it, and I found I didn't mind it at all. He dragged his dick slowly out of my mouth, until only the tip rested upon my tongue. I sucked and lapped at it as though I were nothing more than a dog, but just as I was growing confident, he rammed that long cock down my throat again, surprising me and forcing more tears out of my eyes.
He established a clear rhythm. He'd hold me in place, forcing me to deepthroat that insanely lengthy erection of his, and then he'd slide it out gradually, allowing me to grow comfortable again - before shoving his dick back down my throat. It was painful, but there was something satisfying about having him fill my throat the same way Kevin was filling my pussy.
It was then that I saw, out of the corner of my eye, Brian squeezing something onto his fingers. I was nowhere near close enough to read the label, but judging from the situation, I guessed that it was most likely lube. I was perplexed for a moment, and in my cock-hungry headspace I was unable to decipher it - I had no idea why he needed lube.
It didn't dawn on me until I felt Brian's finger on my asshole. He was kneeling next to Kevin, thick fingers slowly circling my puckered hole. The sensation was cold and slick and utterly foreign to me, but somehow, it turned me on even more. I thought for a moment that he might just be teasing me, but -
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